text_original: Yes," I thought, "he and I, and those olive trees, and this spider on my hand, and everything in the Universe which has an individual shape, are all fit expressions of the separate moods of a great underlying Mood or Principle, which must be perfectly adjusted, volving and revolving on itself.
text_transcription: YES I THOUGHT HE AND I AND THOSE OLIVE TREES AND THIS SPIDER ON MY HAND AND EVERYTHING IN THE UNIVERSE WHICH HAS AN INDIVIDUAL SHAPE ARE ALL FIT EXPRESSIONS OF THE SEPARATE MOODS OF A GREAT UNDERLYING MOOD OR PRINCIPLE WHICH MUST BE PERFECTLY ADJUSTED VOLVING AND REVOLVING ON ITSELF
phonemes: jˈɛs," aɪ θˈɔːt, "hiː ænd ˈaɪ, ænd ðoʊz ˈɑːlɪv tɹˈiːz, ænd ðɪs spˈaɪdɚɹ ˌɔn maɪ hˈænd, ænd ˈɛvɹɪθˌɪŋ ɪnðə jˈuːnɪvˌɜːs wˌɪtʃ hɐz ɐn ˌɪndᵻvˈɪdʒuːəl ʃˈeɪp, ɑːɹ ˈɔːl fˈɪt ɛkspɹˈɛʃənz ʌvðə sˈɛpɹət mˈuːdz əvə ɡɹˈeɪt ˌʌndɚlˈaɪɪŋ mˈuːd ɔːɹ pɹˈɪnsɪpəl, wˌɪtʃ mˈʌst biː pˈɜːfɛktli ɐdʒˈʌstᵻd, vˈɑːlvɪŋ ænd ɹᵻvˈɑːlvɪŋ ˌɔn ɪtsˈɛlf.